10-04-2010, 05:36 AM
Hope struggled and wiggled around as he carried her to the tub. "No! Your mean! Your a meany!" she protested before being set down and to the water and sighing softly. Savior could tell that the water felt good, and she moaned softly as it covered her body. "...Your still a meany." She said as she shifted a little in the water, though her head leaned against him if she could.